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prettyangelprincess · 10 days
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the streets are not for me, i belong in my room sleeping
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prettyangelprincess · 10 days
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William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
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prettyangelprincess · 15 days
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prettyangelprincess · 2 months
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prettyangelprincess · 2 months
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power move: saying “that’s treason” every time someone does something that mildly inconveniences you
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prettyangelprincess · 3 months
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Sappho, If Not Winter: Fragments of Sappho (tr. by Anne Carson)
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prettyangelprincess · 3 months
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North by Northwest (1959)
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prettyangelprincess · 3 months
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She was her own best friend and confidante. She didn't seek validation from others, for she found fulfillment in her own company. She celebrated her achievements, big or small, with a self-congratulatory pat on the back and a piece of her favorite chocolate cake. Her happiness wasn't made on external approval but flowed from an inner well of self-love and acceptance.
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prettyangelprincess · 3 months
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I will meet you in an alternate universe and there no one will be able to make us apart.
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prettyangelprincess · 3 months
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SABRINA CARPENTER | ESPRESSO (2024)
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prettyangelprincess · 4 months
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I long for the numbness of indifference, I crave an escape from the relentless storm of my own heart. I wish I could simply turn off my feelings, if only for a while, to find some semblance of peace.
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prettyangelprincess · 4 months
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She longed for silence, for a moment of peace where her thoughts would just stop. She pressed her forehead against the cool glass, hoping the chill would seep into her mind and freeze the chaos. The sound of the breeze rustling the leaves outside was a faint comfort, a reminder that a world existed beyond her restless mind.
In the distance, children’s laughter echoed, carefree and light. August wondered what it felt like to be unburdened, to simply exist without the constant analysis and overthinking. She yearned to join them, to be swept away in their simple joy.
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prettyangelprincess · 4 months
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"i hate you" he said and kissed me harder.
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prettyangelprincess · 4 months
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some tiny-titted binch: don't wear bras let your titties live!!!!! i never wear bras!!!!!!!!!
me, a godless titty goblin, made of 90% titty: i haven't taken this bra off for forty years
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prettyangelprincess · 4 months
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prettyangelprincess · 4 months
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made of love & made to love
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prettyangelprincess · 4 months
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i’m just a fool that loves heart-shaped things
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